Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 140

Whitney felt a wave of warmth wash over her. “Aren’t you due for a meeting soon?”

“Yeah, sorry I can’t join you to pick him up, but I can arrange for the finest lunch.”

Then he grabbed a folder from his desk, striding past her. As he did, he gave her waist a gentle squeeze. He straightened his tie and headed towards the conference room. “See you at noon.”

With a small smile, Whitney quickly returned to her office to change and grabbed her car keys, determined to drive to Banyan City International Airport herself.

At the entrance of the conference room, Felix suddenly approached Ludwik. “Mr. Lippert, there’s some crucial information you need to know.”

Ludwik stepped aside with him.

Felix whispered, “Mr. Lippert, it seems Orion Lippert is coming back today. Not a peep from anyone, and the Lipperts haven’t stirred.

“Is this news reliable?” Ludwik’s expression turned icy.

Felix hesitated, “Not certain yet.”

“Find out. Keep a close eye on him!”

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Felix understood the gravity when he saw the frost in Ludwik’s eyes. After severing ties with the Bartels and now openly defying his father, Ludwik was in a high–stakes game. Orion’s return was not good news. Mrs. Lippert and her son, Orion, had been coveting the Imperial Gem Corporation.

It was a quarter past twelve. Whitney waited at the airport, holding up a sign. It had been ten years, and her memories of her uncle’s face were hazy.

From the back of the crowd, a thin man in a wheelchair caught her eye.

In that moment, Whitney’s breath caught.

She recognized her uncle’s face! But his left side was obscured by hair, and why was he in a wheelchair?

Her eyes flickered with shock as she called out, “Uncle!”

navy blue suit was speaking with him. As they split up, that man’s profile caught Whitney’s eye, a rogue charm to his young face. He threw a glance in her way as he got into a

was this

was already being wheeled over by his

of his face marred by horrific scars and her heart lurched. Her throat felt leaden as tears welled up in her eyes, “Uncle, how

Uncle Keegan shook his head, his hand resting over the

from

isn’t he?” Keegan grasped her hand tightly. “Let’s not make a scene here. Let’s get in the car.”

Whitney wiped her nose and quickly opened her car door.

by his assistant, who then took the driver’s seat.

the back alongside her uncle, Whitney saw his gaze drop to

brow furrowed with a surprised smile. Whitney, we didn’t to talk much expecting? Have you got

herself and nodded shyly. “Uncle, 1

phone. Are you

to start a family, and that’s wonderful” Keegan held her hand

grandfather would be happy knowing this. Who’s the

He’s the CEO

was a CEO, Keegan didn’t question further

Whitney’s spirits lifted, and she quickly sent a Facebook

replied with an address: Banyan City

escorted her uncle to the opulent yet discreet restaurant. Upon reaching the private room on the second floor by the window, a towering figure awaited. Dressed in a sleek black

nobility, entirely

on the other hand, felt nervous as she wheeled her uncle over to Ludwik, standing beside him. With a smile,

husband,” she added, her

over, and in that moment, Whitney felt her uncle’s

the armrest, his scarred face paling under the cover

the wheelchair and the scars on his face, paused momentarily. His eyes fickered before resuming his composure. He extended his hand graciously.

didn’t reach out his

awkwardness, Whitney bent down to her uncle,

recalling her uncle’s

finally spoke, his voice strained as if biting

ebb and flow of the business world, unbothered by the

Whitney saw her uncle’s